Chapter 22

Like last chapter, Cross is having some issues with her life now, and how people think about her and how she feels about herself. This chapter and the last one made me sad just writing:( So I hope you guys can feel the same way reading this

I made it all the way back to lodging house, the rain still falling hard and my face soaked with rain drops and salty tears. I sniffled loudly and wiped my nose as I walked into the empty lodging house.

I thanked god that no one was around. I really needed sometime alone, and now was that moment. I walked up the stairs, my shoulders slumped and my body dripping wet. I left a trail of water behind me, knowing that when Spot came back, he would have my head, making me clean the floor.

I would simply protest, but eventually give in and do it. I was weak. So, so weak

I walked into my room and angrily threw my wet hat onto the floor and kicking of my boots with a growl. I ripped my long hair out of its messy bun and climbed onto my bunk, laying down on my side, facing away from the door.

Thoughts of my day rushed back into my head. Spot leaving me alone; selling by myself; the rain pouring down on me; having to eat the papers for lunch; walking home in the rain; being attacked twice in one day; finally coming here in sopping clothes.

What did I do to deserve a life like this? Why was my life so bad? Am I just a bad person?

I was crying once again now, loudly. The sounds of my stuttering breaths echoed in the room.

I pushed myself off my bunk and landed on the floor, slipping and falling on my back. I hissed and clenched my fists. I exited the window onto the fire escape, rain still coming down harshly outside as I stepped out. The metal was cool beneath my bare feet, but was rough and slightly rusted.

I climbed up to roof and stood in the middle as the rain poured, washing away my tears.

I walked over to the edge and looked down. It was a far fall, and would most definitely kill me if I slipped or jumped. A quick, painless death.

Or if I executed myself incorrectly, a slow and painful demise would be the result. With my luck, that would be the case.

I cried as I thought over the day; as I thought over my whole life in general. I had no point, no reason to live on. I contemplated jumping, but simply sat on the edge of the roof, my feet dangling over and tears falling down with the rain.

I could not do it myself, I was too weak, too afraid. And I hated that about myself. Everything I did in my life, I feared.

I was too busy thinking too notice somebody join me on the wet roof. I looked out to the city, seeing almost all of Brooklyn and parts of Manhattan from here.

The sight was beautiful, but I was too busy with myself to care right now.

I noticed someone was up with me when I heard them sit down next to me on the edge of the roof.

I looked over to see Spot looking out to the city as I stared at his profile. I was still angry with him, but was in no mood to fight.

"Spot," I greeted shortly, not looking at him.

He let out a short breath, "Cross," he replied. "Ya do know it's rainin', don't ya?" He asked, still looking out to the city.

"Yea, but dat don' mattah since I'se was already wet," I said, my voice shaky from crying.

Now Spot looked over at me, "Had a rough day, huh Cross?" He said softly.

My lip quivered and my eyes welled, "Yea," I said before putting my face in my palms and crying for the eighth time today.

Spot shushed me quietly, but said no words. He put his arm around my shoulders and rubbed my arm.

I leaned my head on his ever inviting shoulder, my hands still on my face.

"Shh, shh, shh," he cooed as he rested his chin on my head.

He laid us back slowly, laying us in a puddle, but neither of us cared about getting wet right now.

We laid there for about fifteen minutes before he spoke, "I'se sorry, again Cross," he said quietly in my ear, the rain letting down.

"It's alright," I said.

Soon I fell asleep in Spot's inviting arms.

It was true. Spot was my best friend. There was no denying it. I would do anything to save him, and I hope I get the chance to do so.

End of Chapter.

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